Two hundred million in debt? I relied on metaphysics to make my debut and become a top-notch person!

If you don't protect me, you will be destroyed.

Everyone thought of the scene where Huang Pizi was hooked on an iron hook by the villagers of Jiangjiatun, and he was dragged and bloodied all the way, and they felt a chill in their hearts as they sympathized with him.

Injustice has its head, and debt has its owner.

Shi Sang said at the end: "The thinking of beasts is very simple. If you kill my whole family, I will also kill your whole family. If you eat my flesh, I will also eat your flesh."

The voice fell.

A burst of weird laughter came.

The coffin maker walked forward step by step, stooped and hunched, and finally stopped in front of everyone.

At his feet, there was a little thing wearing a red wedding dress and a red hijab.

The coffin maker touched the little thing's head: "Stop shouting, they are human beings and they will only attack others. Your groom has run away, it doesn't matter, grandpa will find another one for you."

Ordinary words told extraordinary things, and complex emotions piled up in everyone's chests, like heavy stones, blocking their breath.

Baili Qing was surprised and determined: "Huang Pizi who became an immortal? That's not right, he is possessed."

In the files of the 505 Office.

The five great immortals of Hu, Huang, White and Willow Gray rarely speak the truth, let alone in transformation.

The coffin maker did not deny it. He raised three fingers and said very confidently: "I gave them a way out. I can only make three coffins a day. They have prepared three deceased people, so naturally I will not kill them."

The so-called dead are not dead at all.

The coffin maker seemed to have given Jiangjiatun a way out, but in fact, it spread a large net over everyone, and it hovered around everyone like a piranha, taking a bite when it caught the opportunity in the undercurrent.

and so.

When people in Jiangjiatun point their knives at those around them in order to protect themselves, they are also slowly committing suicide.

Jiang Er was afraid that everyone would believe what the coffin maker said, so he quickly shook his head: "It's not a way out! The weird things that happened in the village were all because of them. They made the villagers kill each other. At first, it did only provide three coffins a day, but if someone couldn't get enough, they would It will personally help people get enough!”

What to do without the deceased.

Sharpen your knife and face strangers.

Jiang Er's words were like a gust of cool wind, causing everyone to look at the old or new coffins in each house.

Shi Sang took Jiang Er's words.

"Later, there were fewer and fewer people, more and more coffins, and it became less and less full."

"Possession requires strength to maintain, so it changed its method of collecting debts to build a good coffin for anyone who can provide food rations. The coffin can prevent a person from dying a day later."

Just ask.

Who wouldn’t want to die later in a certain death situation?

Therefore, the people in Jiangjiatun began to collect rations from everywhere. They even thought that it was just rations but not life-threatening. The coffin maker was doing this for their own good.

Jing Yu entered the house entirely by mistake. If she had been from the village, she might not have lost her head and body.

Du Chi frowned: "It has two hundred and thirty-six lives."

From the perspective of his right eye, the world is composed of countless intertwined lines of different colors.

Several lines of blood shot out from every house in Jiangjiatun, and the ends of the lines disappeared into the coffin maker. The coffin maker was burdened with the blood debt of a village.

Baili Qing pulled out the heavy sword she had been carrying, making no secret of her murderous intention to execute the law on the spot.

There is a system for dealing with non-human beings.

The coffin maker protected the red wedding dress and said bitterly: "Every injustice has its own debtor, and I am not at fault."

The words are rude but not rude.

but.

The coffinmaker's death knell is sounded when it indirectly harms someone who is not part of the cause.

Shi Sang shook his wrist: "You are destined to die."

The coffin maker backed away with the red wedding dress in his arms and said, "Do you think I was just chatting?"

Questions are raised.

Everyone immediately thought of delaying time.

Alertness springs to mind.

next second.

Six coffin boards came from six directions: top, bottom, left, right, front and back. Strange incantations were engraved on the coffin boards, and Shi Sang and his party were successfully trapped in the board.

The coffin maker touched Hong Wedding's anxious head: "Grandpa doesn't kill them and trap them. Whether they can come out depends on their fate."

He walked back with his hands behind his back. Jiangjiatun was no longer safe and was not suitable for Huangmen to thrive.

The coffin maker plans to give away the red wedding dress and leave.

Red Wedding Dress noticed it. It squeaked and grabbed the coffin maker's arm without letting go.

The coffin maker said lovingly: "Silly Xiaohong, grandpa can't go with you now. Grandpa still has to find our clansmen and bury them."

Red Wedding Dress shook her head crazily.

The coffin maker didn't understand at this moment: "What?"

"Let me translate it. It means that if you don't leave, you will stay here forever."

A voice appeared behind the coffin maker.

The coffin maker turned around sharply and saw Shi Sang standing outside the huge coffin board.

Shi Sang waved and said hello: "Hi~"

The coffin maker did not stupidly ask why Shi Sang came out. The array of coffins he was proud of could not trap anyone, so he urged Hong Wedding Dress to leave quickly.

The red wedding dress shook its head again. It ran to Shi Sang and knelt down amidst the coffin maker's exclamations.

Toki Sang didn't respond.

Hong Wedding Dress was anxious. It was injured by Shi Sang and lost part of its strength, unable to speak the truth.

The coffin maker hated that iron could not become steel: "Human beings are all accomplices in sin. Please, do you think your death is too slow?"

The red wedding dress lowered her head.

Shi Sang suddenly became alert: "Huh? I don't agree with your point of view. I have always been known for my kindness."

The coffin maker smiled instead of getting angry: "It's ridiculous. You let your companions get into trouble. What kind of kindness can you say?"

Shi Sang looked at the coffin formation. Breaking the formation was also a kind of exercise. No one would die if he stayed in it anyway. The free training ground was not in vain.

Shi Sang glanced at the red wedding dress and said to the coffin maker: "You commit suicide now, and I can keep it alive, and I can also collect the body for your family."

The coffin maker sneered: "Do you think I will believe you?"

Ten minutes later, the coffin maker, who had been beaten out of his prototype by Shi Sang, was visibly half-dead.

The coffin maker was angry: "Rat can be killed but not humiliated!"

Toki Sang's focus was different: "Why don't you use the wolf among the weasels."

The coffin maker spat blood: "We don't have the pride of wolves, we are as humble as rats."

While talking.

The coffin maker glanced at the red wedding dress.

It lamented its own incompetence, unable to defeat Shi Sang, and the Huangmen of their lineage were destined to become extinct.

Between dying in Shi Sang's hands and dying in his own hands, the coffin maker chose suicide.

Before dying.

When the coffin maker saw it, Sang held up the red wedding dress.

Shi Sang sighed: "Your grandpa hiccupped, the cause and effect line is broken, you can leave."

Red wedding dress: "..."

Then let me go!

Shi Sang suddenly asked: "Does it hurt when you are skinned?"

While talking, Shi Sang looked through the red wedding dress and seemed to see the past where he picked up a certain puppet. Also being skinned, Hong Wedding Dress and the puppet Chunhua should have a lot in common.

The red wedding dress danced, and it deliberately took off the red hijab, revealing its furless and bloody head, but it didn't see the fear in Shi Sang's eyes.

See this.

The red wedding dress was so stiff that she covered her head again, jumped to the coffin maker and huddled up.

The coffin maker covered the heart that was pierced by his own claw: "You are willing to let it go...it turns out you are really kind."

I knew so.

Why does it need to be beaten!

Just commit suicide and avoid being beaten!